I think most of us face this.

I have a recurring nightmare that I go grocery shopping after closing one night and come home to find my yard full of police, neighbors and media. I am told I left a sleeping child in their crib (forgot they had not been picked up) and the police had to break down my door to get in. Kid is fine, but I am being arrested. Then my husband pulls up. When I look at him I see no emotion in his face other than disappointment and anger. He walks away from me without speaking. I am put in the car.

I always wake up short of breath from it.

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